Last spring, my friend Paul texted me trying to recruit Juan Pablo to join his team for a long, crazy bike tour called “Ride the Rockies.” Paul had not met Juan Pablo at that point, but the grape vine had informed him about their shared love of bicycles. He and our...

Zion; promised land. On a warm June morning we once again packed up Laura’s life into a truck and drove from Tucson up through the desert into Las Vegas, city of sin. Coming in through Henderson we saw the bacchanalia of the Vegas strip in the low horizon, opening up...

Having mastered the couples’ road trip last December, when the opportunity arose to take another epic journey together in June, Juan Pablo and I jumped at the chance. More on the impetus for the trip in our next posts, but for now, suffice it to say our journey began...

Exactly one year ago, I made the exhilarating decision to quit my job as an attorney, and instead pursue a fellowship that would train me to become a law librarian. The fellowship program was at the University of Arizona, which would mean a cross-country move to...

Ah yes, the Great American Road Trip, a fundamental category of American identity which has worked itself into our psyche through all sort of cultural representations: think of such examples as Jack Kerouac’s On the Road. The long cross country trip, a foundational...